There's a thin, blurry line between humor and tragedy.
Race, to me, is a very blurry thing.
My fans are like my glasses. Without them I'd be blurry.
Teamwork is the ability to work as a group toward a common vision, even if that vision becomes extremely blurry.
Time would not change what I was feeling--or not feeling. I'd had time, and though the ache from his desertion hadn't disappeared, it was decreasing. My future was blurry, yes, but I was beginning to imagine a future when I would no longer miss him at all.
Since I started playing, really, since I was like three. I imagined myself famous but the vision was blurry, I guess. What you see on TV isn't a realistic picture.
I love that blurry place where life’s transitions are made without you even knowing it.
Hospitalizations in general are blurry. The days are the same, precisely the same. Nothing changes. Life melts down to a simple progression of meals. They become a way of life fairly quickly. You may welcome this transition. It may seem inevitable to you. You have been removed from the world. It is all right, in a way, because there is nothing so sure, so safe, as routine.
When I got hit I went from having 37-year-old eyes to having 65-year-old eyes. That's why I've got the glasses on - so my eye isn't constantly trying to focus and giving me headaches. But they also help me see better: my right eye is blurry.
I've come to believe that God, in His wisdom, allows martyrdom in every generation in part because, without them, the reality of Christ's death for us becomes increasingly blurry. . . As we look at [the martyrs], the mist that sometimes enshrouds first-century Golgotha is burned away, and we see. . . the Lord nailed to the cross.
There is a very blurry line between the things we can't do and the things that we can.
Walking on the moon is now something that people used to do, in the distant past, like macramé, decoupage and the Hustle. . . . There will just be the pictures, then, as we saw them in the summer of '69, ghostly and blurry, colorless and incomprehensible, an infant's glimpse of a new world.
The world is this incredibly blurry, crazy dream that I'm just sort of stumbling through.
When life gets blurry, adjust your focus.
I know this is a bit redundant, but it is really hard to explain just how loud Tiger Stadium is when you're standing on the field. The crowd is moving and swaying so much, and in so many directions, it makes the stands look blurry, like a pointillist painting.
In really, really good science fiction, the line between the science and the fiction is blurry.
